Lead Us Not into Temptation

New Orleans – 2008

Eric in car“Eric Northman, Sheriff of Area Five, to see the Queen,” I state to the security guard that has detained my vehicle at the entrance to the Queen’s compound.  The security guard says nothing as he calls to the main compound to confirm my appointment with Sophie-Anne Leclerq, the Queen of Louisiana.  A second security guard walks the perimeter of my vehicle, checking for explosives or hidden weapons.  Ah, how times have changed.  My eyes glance to the rearview mirror where I can see the wrought iron metal fence that protects the entrance of the compound.  Humans have gathered at the fence; some screaming their love for vampires, their wish to be bitten, or their desire to fuck one of us.  Then there are the other humans that have also gathered; these are the humans that protest our existence, saying we are an abomination to their god, that we are in fact agents of the devil, and that we wish to destroy the human race.  Idiots!  I’ve walked this earth for over a thousand years; not once have I met any gods or devils.  In fact, I know of some vampires that are older than this god they claim to worship.  As for the devil, I have known humans just as evil and murderous as myself.  I have killed thousands, but I can honestly say I have not killed for sport as I have seen some humans do.  Those I have killed have been either by accident when I was a newly turned vampire or because it was necessary to protect the existence of myself and those I have sworn to protect.

“Sheriff, please accept our apologies for this delay.  We have been forced to implement new security protocols.”

“Trouble?”  My eyes once again flick to the fence; if those humans really wanted to get in, that meager piece of metal will not keep them out.  I have increased the security measures in all of my safe houses as well as those of my progeny Pamela.  I wonder if I will need to add additional security measures to Fangtasia.

“I am not at liberty to say Sheriff.  The Queen will see you now.”  With that the guard resumes his post in the gatehouse.  I drive up the road leading to the main compound where I am directed by another vampire on where to park.  After parking and cutting the engine, I exit my vehicle, pausing to button my suit jacket.

“So you’ve been demoted to the valet now?”  I cannot resist saying to the vampire that is waiting for me on the steps.

Oded Fehr as Rasul Amari

Oded Fehr as Rasul Amari

“Fuck you Northman!”  Rasul Amari, the head of the Queen’s security team, growls out as I join him.  Rasul is of Arabic descent; I believe he was made vampire around the time the Romans invaded Egypt.  I have often wondered why one as old as him would be willing to serve our childish Queen.  Though I am sure there are many that think the same of me.

Chuckling, I stand on the steps beside the exotic looking vampire.  He and I nod heads in greeting before clasping our arms in solidarity.  Rasul and I have been allies many times through the centuries; he is one of the few outside of my bloodline that I trust.  “Hello old friend.  Why the fuck have I been summoned?  Don’t tell me she is in need of more money.”  Honestly, the Queen is only a few centuries younger than I; she should have amassed a substantial fortune like the rest of us.

“In truth Brother, I do not know why you have been summoned.  The Queen has become very secretive in the last few months; she rarely holds court anymore.  She keeps herself sequestered in her private wing with her new pet.  André has handled all matters of state while she is indisposed.”

“Indisposed?  Is she injured?”  My spies in the Queen’s court have been lax in passing this information to me.  I must rectify this matter before leaving the city.  My allegiance may lie with the Queen of Louisiana, but I do not trust her.  She only tolerates my presence in her state because I provide stability and my reputation prevents others from challenging her rule.  I only tolerate her because she lets me do as I please in my area without any interference from her.  This is the first time I will have seen Sophie-Anne since before the Great Revelation.  When my presence has been required, I have always sent Pam in my place.  Sophie-Anne much prefers Pam’s company to my own; I have no time for the Queen’s games and I have no wish to fuck her.  Pam is willing to bend to the Queen’s wishes because she knows Sophie-Anne will be more than happy to act as her submissive for the night.  I have often found it humorous that the Queen of Louisiana, a position of power and prestige, enjoys being dominated in the bedroom.  However, Pam is a little too free in sharing the details of her encounters with Sophie-Anne; the last encounter between the two of them had resulted in me using a maker’s command to prevent Pam from ever telling me of her sexual encounters with Sophie-Anne again.  There isn’t enough brain bleach in the world to scrub that image from my mind.

“There was a small attack on the compound three months ago; a vehicle tried to ram the fence,” Rasul says drawing my attention back to the matter we are discussing.  “There have also been attempts to bomb the compound; boxes left along the perimeter, one even made its way inside the donors’ quarters.  Nothing has managed to reach the Queen.  As you can see,” he says gesturing with his hands to the surrounding area, “we have increased security measures around the compound.” My eyes scan the area we stand in.  In addition to the new gate and guardhouse, there are new security cameras angled to view all areas of the compound, Shifters and Weres are patrolling the grounds in their animal state, and my sensitive ears detect the faint humming of an electrical current.

“Why have the Sheriffs not been notified?”  I am furious; if there have been threats against the Queen, the other Sheriffs and I should have been made aware.  Our safety, as well as the safety of the state is seriously in jeopardy.  Fucking cunt!

“I am sorry old friend,” Rasul looks at me apologetically.  “I have not been allowed to leave the compound in weeks.  And all of our communications are being monitored.  If you thought Sophie-Anne was bat shit crazy before than you haven’t seen anything yet.  Andre’s paranoia makes Sophie-Anne look sane.”

Fuck!  “Take me to the Queen, Rasul!  I need to know what the fuck is going on!”

“I am not going with you Viking.  I only came out to brief you on the state of affairs.  The Queen is in the pool house.”  Rasul and I clasp arms again before he vamps off.  I need to find a way for us to communicate that will be untraceable to either of us.  I shall have Thalia look into it when I return to Shreveport; she may hate everything to do with humans but she is a fucking genius when it comes to anything having to do with technology.

Exterior of Sophie Anne's MansionHoping to conclude my business quickly, I vamp to the back of the compound where the pool house is located.  Stopping outside, I smooth my clothes and hair as I stare in disgust at the overly tacky structure.  The Queen’s desire to be in the sun saw my taxes as sheriff jump from fifteen percent to twenty-five percent.  Fucking childish bitch!  I wish she would meet the sun and save all of us from her brand of idiocy.

The guards stationed by the door nod at me as I pass by.  Entering the building quickly, I am on alert as the metallic scent of blood lingers in the air.  My eyes scan the room, zeroing in on the sight of our esteemed Queen with her head buried between the legs of a mortal woman.  The woman’s head is thrown back while her hands grip the edges of the divan she sits on.  She is moaning loudly as the Queen eats her out.  From what I can tell, the human is a natural blonde and her figure is a bit on the fuller side, something that is rare among women these days.  The girl’s skirt is pushed up to her waist; her legs spread wide open with the Queen’s arms resting on her thighs.  Turning her head, the Queen winks at me before sinking her fangs in the girl’s femoral artery; the girl shouts in ecstasy as her body shakes with her orgasm.  Meanwhile, Sophie-Anne purrs and growls with satisfaction as she laps at the wound on the human’s leg, her eyes staring at me the entire time.  Fuck!  I have no desire to bed the Queen, but I am not unaffected by the scene before me.  My cock is painfully erect; I want to stroke myself as I watch them.

Sophie Anne with bloodJust as I think about giving in to the urge to relieve myself, Sophie-Anne rises from between the girl’s thighs.  She slithers towards me with a pleased expression on her face.  My pupils dilate as I see the single drop of blood along her chest, sliding its way between her breasts.  The blood must be the girl’s and it is the sweetest smell I have encountered in years.  My fangs ache and I shift uncomfortably.

“Amazing isn’t it?”  Sophie-Anne knows exactly what she is doing as she wipes the blood from her chest with a single finger.  She brings the finger towards her lips, a teasing smile on her face.  Instead, she extends the digit to me with a smirk on her face.  “Do you want a taste?”  Sophie-Anne’s eyes smolder as I grasp her hand, my tongue sliding out to lick the blood from her finger.  The taste is just as sweet as the smell, and I find myself sucking the Queen’s finger into my mouth.  I want every last drop so I suck and nibble the skin until there is nothing left.  Sophie-Anne moans and the scent of her arousal is thick in the air as I release her finger with a feral gaze.  I want more!  Darting forward, I lap at the blood residue on the Queen’s chest.  While I greedily search for every last trace of blood, Sophie-Anne’s hand moves under her skirt, bringing her quickly to orgasm.

Sophie-Anne pushes me away from her body, a satisfied smirk on her face.  Damn that woman!  She is manipulating me with blood to get something from me.  Her eyes drift south where my erection juts out painfully against the fabric of my suit.  “Hadley,” the Queen calls out, “on your knees darling.  Sheriff Northman is in need of your talented mouth.”  Without any resistance or questions, the girl slides off the divan to her knees.  Sophie-Anne guides me over to the couch, undoing my belt and pants so they fall to my feet.  My cock springs free, pre-cum leaking from my swollen head.  Sophie-Anne pushes me gently down on the divan before walking behind me to press her body against my back.  The girl she called Hadley moves quickly between my legs, her hot wet mouth eagerly descending on my cock.  Talented mouth indeed; the girl can deep throat me without gagging.

“Just think Sheriff,” Sophie-Anne purrs in my ear, “there is plenty more where this came from if you do what I ask.  In fact, you could have a fairy of your own for your troubles.”

My eyes snap open just as I start to release into the girl’s mouth.  What the fuck is Sophie-Anne playing at?  A fairy?  I pull the girl off me once I’m finished and quickly redress before pacing away from the Queen and her pet.  “With all due respect Your Majesty, what are you talking about?”

Sophie-Anne sits on the divan I had just vacated, her pet at her feet.  The Queen strokes the girl’s hair as if she were a kitten in her lap.  “What I am about to tell you is strictly confidential Sheriff.”  Nodding in understanding, the Queen continues.  “Hadley here is part fairy.  André was able to tell when he sampled her blood.  We have been able to trace the fairy ability to Hadley’s grandfather.  Sadly, most of Hadley’s family has died early deaths.  There are only three living members of her family left . . . well, of her human family anyway.  I have not been able to trace who her Fae family is.”

“And what does this have to do with me?”

“Hadley’s family lives in your area Sheriff.  I would like for you to claim them and protect them,” Sophie-Anne looks at me as if I should have already put together what she wanted.

“Excuse me?”

The Queen rises from the divan, impatience shining through in her every movement.  “What part of this do you not understand Northman?  I want you to claim the human family as your own.  I want Hadley’s family protected.  It’s quite simple really.”

“Forgive me, Your Majesty, but why don’t you just claim the family yourself?”  I do not do pets; I have not needed them in centuries.  I have no desire to claim some redneck, white trash family as my own.

The Queen snaps, “Don’t you think if it were that simple I would have already done it!”  She returns to her seat on the divan, tension radiating from her body.  Hadley, seeking to appease her master, moves next to Sophie-Anne, and begins rubbing tiny circles along the skin of her wrist.  Sophie-Anne closes her eyes a moment and exhales loudly before opening her eyes to look at her pet.  The expression on the Queen’s face is shocking to me; she truly adores this tiny human girl.

Sophie-Anne leans her head against that of her pet before speaking in a calm manner.  “Hadley is very precious to me Viking.  She is to become my bonded and eventually my child.  I will do anything to make her happy.  And that includes seeing her remaining family members are protected.  They live in the tiny town of Bon Temps; the house they live in has been in their family for several generations.  The eldest living relative is her grandmother.  Hadley has approached her about moving some place more comfortable, but the stubborn old woman won’t budge. ” The idea of living in something other than the finest luxury boggles the mind of the spoiled Queen.

“Then there are Hadley’s two cousins: Jason and Sookie.”

I interrupt the Queen.  “Sookie?  What the fuck is a Sookie?”  It’s worse than I fucking feared.  Pam is going to have a field day with this.

The Queen’s patience is at an end.  In instant, I find myself on my back with the Queen’s nails digging into my face; her face with her extended fangs hovering over my face.  “You forget your place Sheriff.  I am your Queen!  You will do as I command.  And I command you to claim the Stackhouse family as your own.  If you do not, I will consider this an act of treason and sentence you to your True Death.  Are we clear?”  I snarl in fury as I realize there is nothing I can do.  If I do not do as commanded, I will face the True Death; if I wish to ignore the command, than I will have to kill the Queen and become King of Louisiana, something I have no desire to do.  I could try to run from the state, but there is no guarantee that Sophie-Anne would not have me followed.  There is also the matter of all my businesses in the state that I would give up if I end up running.  Fuck me!

Sophie-Anne pulls back from me, returning to the side of her human.  I rise to my feet, fangs extended, feeling furious that I am stuck in an impossible situation.  Sophie-Anne leans down to kiss the girl on the lips before speaking to me again.  “I’ll leave Hadley with you to discuss the details of her family.  Need I remind you that Hadley is mine; if you harm her in any way it will mean your True Death!”  The Queen glides to the ornate gold door, her heels clicking loudly against the marble floor.  She calls over her shoulder before she leaves, “Always a pleasure to see you Sheriff.”  As if the guards know she is there, the doors are pulled open for her to walk through before being shut closed after her.

Silence descends between me and the part human girl left in the room.  She does not seem to fear me, but she does not look entirely comfortable in my presence either.  Stupid fucking bitch Queen!  It would serve her right if I were to resign my post, take my progeny and all our businesses and leave this fucking backwoods bumfuck state.  Let’s see how long she would survive without me here to provide the money and protection she needs.  I’d give it a month at the most.

“I am sorry,” Hadley’s voice states quietly from her place on the divan.  “I never meant to cause anybody any trouble.”  She’s looking down at her lap while her hands grip the edge of her seat nervously.

“Let’s just get this over shall we,” I say with a resigned sigh.  “The sooner you tell me what I need to know, the sooner I can get out of here.”

Hadley raises her head, a small smile on her face.  “I’m almost sorry I won’t be around to see it.”

I raise an eyebrow.  “See what?”

Her smile widens.  “See you butt heads with Sookie.  She’s as stubborn as they come.”  Hadley starts giggling which ends her ability to speak.

The events of tonight have me on edge; I need to find someone to feed and fuck, probably more than one given the rage and irritation that are coursing through me.  I have no time for this human cow’s girlish attitude.  Moving to Hadley’s side, I capture her eyes with mine, pushing my glamour into her mind.  “Hadley, you will tell me everything I need to know about the Stackhouse family at once.”

“That shit doesn’t work on me Sheriff; I’m pretty sure it won’t work on Sookie either.”

“How is that possible?”  Glamour has worked on every creature I have ever met during my time as a vampire.  What exactly has the Queen gotten me into?

Hadley shrugs as she shifts on the divan to get more comfortable.  “Maybe because we’re Fae; I don’t know.  It’s not like I had anyone I could ask.  I don’t know if it will work on Jason, but I think it would; he’s pretty simple-minded.  But Sookie, she’s . . . different; has been her entire life.”

“Different how?”

“You know, I asked Sophie-Anne if you could be the one to protect my family.  I’ve heard a lot about you during my time here at court.  You are well-respected and feared; Rasul said you are among the most honorable vampires he has ever met.  So it is why I trust you with the knowledge that as well as being part fairy, Sookie is also a telepath.”

“Does the Queen know?”  Hadley shakes her head no.  “Why didn’t you tell her?”

Hadley’s shoulders slump and her expression turns to one of sadness.  “I’ve done enough in my life to hurt Sookie; I couldn’t betray her that way.  She would suffocate if she had to live here or she would be driven mad.  Her ability is something she has struggled with her entire life.  I’d hate to see her used and abused for what she is.”

“And what makes you think I won’t do the same thing?”

“You wouldn’t force Sookie to bond with you nor would you turn her against her wishes.  If the Queen or worse, André, knew of Sookie’s abilities, that’s what her fate would be.  As it is, André is less than thrilled that Sophie-Anne wouldn’t give Sookie to him.  But I convinced Sophie-Anne that Sookie needs to stay in Bon Temps for our Gran’s sake.  Gran is getting up there in years and she needs someone to help her.  Sookie still lives with her; helps pay the bills, takes care of the house, runs errands, all the things that Gran is too stubborn to admit she shouldn’t be doing anymore.”

“And after your Gran passes?”

“Sookie deserves more than life in Bon Temps has to offer.  Something tells me you’ll be able to offer that to her.”

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25 Responses to Lead Us Not into Temptation

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  2. Kittyinaz says:

    I’m define fly liking this fic!! I can’t wait to see where you go with this one!

  3. kattybynature says:

    Loving This Can’t Wait For More

  4. gyllene says:

    Wow! I think I actually like this Hadley! I can’t wait to see where you take this story. 🙂

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  6. E. B. Rhome says:

    A Hadley with a brain! Now we need to get Sookie some ruby slippers. 😉

  7. askarsgirl says:

    A Hadley that actually cares about what happens to Sookie. I like it a lot!

  8. ashmo2000 says:

    Wow, Hadley isn’t selfish in this, color me shocked😨! Let’s see how Eric’s attitude changes when he meets Sookie.

  9. valady1 says:

    As everyone has already noted, this is a more honorable Hadley and not telling SA about Sookie’s telepathy has most certainly protected her from Andre at the very least. I’m intrigued with the switch up here about how Sookie will be introduced to the supernatural world..

  10. msbuffy says:

    Interesting twist with a compassionate Hadley!

  11. jamierose89 says:

    Oooh so loving this so far! Please update soon!

  12. Mindy781 says:

    I really like the Hadley twist. So interesting. I can’t wait to read more.

  13. murgatroid98 says:

    Your Hadley doesn’t seem so selfish and has done her homework. I suspect Sophie Anne has not idea the girl can think. I also suspect Eric will be intrigued. More, please.

  14. redjane12 says:

    Great surprise: a smart generous Hadley! Loved that twist… Esp. Hadley telling only Eric about Sookie’s telepathy and the Queen’s order to protect rather than procure Sookie (and her family). I giggle at her comment about seeing Sookie and Eric butt heads… Wonder if in spite of Sophie-Anne’s decision Andre might still try and steal Sookie…

    • I have to be honest . . . I have no idea how this story is going to turn out. This is the first story I can say I’ve written that I don’t know how it will turn out. With that being said, I’m really liking how it’s turning out so far.

      And I’ll let you in one a little secret; I’m working on the next chapter of this story. I’ve already written about 2000 words.

  15. lostinspace33 says:

    OMG, you’re the only other person I know of who pictures Oded Fehr as Rasul! I love him! He’s been Rasul in my mind ever since the character was introduced in SVM…before I even knew his name. (I just thought of him as that hot guy from The Mummy movies.) It wasn’t until he was on Covert Affairs that I found out who he was. Anywho..I hope to see more of him in this story.

    It’s refreshing to read about a Hadley who isn’t a twat. I hope she stays that way.

  16. eaaustin85 says:

    Absolutely loved it!! Loving ur Hadley..it’s rare that we get to read a nice Hadley!!!….Sophie Ann wasn’t so bad either, still a spoiled brat though. I just can’t see her any other way……So can’t wait for more

  17. vamplover669 says:

    Wow, a non selfish Hadley?! I can’t wait for E/S first meeting it’ll be interesting. I really like the twists so far and blending of TB & SVM, I’m curious if Jason can be glamoured if Hadley can’t I would think the same applies to Jase they are of the same blood after all?!

  18. kleannhouse says:

    awesome , until they meet, lol. KY

  19. gwynwyvar says:

    Wow. What a twist. Hadley didn’t tell SA, and she can’t be glamored.
    Off to the next chapter 🙂

  20. charity6201 says:

    LOVE your choice for Rasul!!! Was always Hoping someone would A. pick a good face for him and B. write a fic with him and Sookie…

  21. sbinez says:

    Finally a Hadley who isn’t a selfish bitch!

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